I Tipped An Exhausted Waitress One Hundred Dollars Until I Found Something In My Takeout Box

out of the same politeness that sometimes functions as abandonment. It required a stranger to drive somewhere he had no obligation to drive and hand over an envelope and say one ordinary thing at the right moment.

That is the whole of it.

I drove home. I went to bed. In the morning I went to work and the numbers were there and the pressure was there continue reading …